Terrie's wondering why I'm camping out on his PC. Heh...It's 'cause he bores meh.
Laughoutloud.
Current convo: "Would you care to die?" "No, I would love to live." "******** you Mr. Bond."
O.o...My puppy chewed up my new belt. See, I wouldn't be as ticked if it was my stupidity that led to the demise of my loverly belt. No. It wasn't. It was my cousin's. Gag me with a spoon, ********.
Some better news is that I've been listening Mute Math a bunch. Whee.
Felicia's work shirt smells like rotten meat and potatos...